Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 2

The next day, Jing Sheng opened his eyes in his sore body.

With a splitting headache and a dull pain in the side of his neck, he turned over and struggled with the blanket for a long time before sitting up with difficulty.

Jing Sheng's mind went blank.

The memory only stayed in the parking lot last night. He sincerely invited the woman to go upstairs for a "sit", and then?
Thinking of this, Jing Sheng moved his head.

"Damn!" It hurts so much.

He took a deep breath and put his hand on the base of his neck, right?He didn't dare to knead with any more force.

Did you have a stiff neck?
Confused, Jing Sheng frowned, puffed his cheeks like a frightened puffer fish, exhaled slowly, got off the bed, and walked to the bathroom.

It was already noon after packing up, the man in a coat put on his briefcase and took the elevator to the first floor of the apartment.

After stepping out of the car, Jing Sheng straightened his hair for a while facing the golden reflective wall outside the door, confirming that he was perfect and impeccable before walking to the lobby.

After taking two steps, he couldn't help but step back again, glanced at himself in the reflective wall, and looked away after a while.

Gee.

Can't see more.

So handsome, dazzling.

With one hand in his pocket, he came to the lobby like a catwalk, and the patrolling security uncle greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Jing, you drank a little too much yesterday."

Jing Sheng stopped and blinked twice: "Huh?"

"You can't do it outside." The lines in the corners of the security uncle's eyes spread more and more stretched: "Last night you fell asleep on the steps at the entrance of the lobby, and the tip brought you upstairs."

Jing Sheng: "..."

"There?" Jing Sheng raised his chin towards the outside in disbelief, the hard marble stairs were gleaming in the sun.

"Oh, yes." The uncle replied.

"..." Jing Sheng didn't understand anymore, he didn't ask the security any more, and went out the door.

The sky is bright and bright, and it is as blue as washing.

Walking around in front of the main entrance of the apartment for a while, Jing Sheng couldn't remember that he had fallen here last night.However, he did remember something about the woman.

At that time, after he asked that sentence, the woman didn't give him an answer immediately, and kept silent, as if she was thinking about it.

Jing Sheng thought that she was also a little eager to make a move, a rich and handsome man like him, even the slightest bit of discernment couldn't refuse.

Before waiting for 2 minutes, the woman smiled at him and replied, "I can't go up, just stay in the car."

Her smile is still faint, like a pagoda tree half-blooming at night, with a unique temperament.She added: "You have a big car."

Wow, so exciting?

Wild women are just different, so fucking exciting.

Jing Sheng clearly recalled his mental activities at that time, and suppressed the embarrassment that might have caused him to be dumbfounded.

And then……

He followed the car, full of expectations for the imminent spring breeze that was once indescribable.

So, finally?
Jing Sheng tilted his head from side to side twice, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, his neck was so painful that he couldn't move, maybe it wasn't because of stiff neck.

"Of course it's not a stiff neck." In the hospital, the elderly doctor with gray sideburns looked at the film in his hand and pressed on the side of Jing Sheng's neck seriously: "How could it be a stiff neck? It's obviously from a beating."

"Being beaten?!" Jing Sheng stretched his neck in disbelief, hissed, and it hurt, and when he realized it, he immediately retracted like a turtle.

"Well," the old doctor put down the film, and took up a pen to scribble on the medical record: "Xiao Jing, did you encounter some gangster yesterday, and you were attacked? You said you slept outside for some reason, I think it may be an external force coma from the attack."

The old doctor put down his pen, spread his palms, and demonstrated with his own neck: "Look, just like this, a hand knife, also called a chopping palm, hits the carotid sinus... It is enough to stun. Lost consciousness," he picked up his pen to write again: "The one who hit you is probably a practitioner, his strength can be controlled, and it didn't cause any major problems for you."

"..." Jing Sheng propped his forehead, and his puzzlement was squeezed between his brows.

All the clues are connected correctly, what happened last night is clearly revealed.

The woman said: Your car is big.

Dare to hide the knife in a smile, not to facilitate his hands and feet, but to facilitate her punching and kicking?
What's wrong with meeting for the first time out of politeness?
What does it mean to refuse a date if you don't want to make an appointment?
What is the meaning of knocking him unconscious and throwing him at the door?
Don't know it's cold outside?
"Just go back and rest for a few days." The old doctor closed the medical record and instructed with a smile.

The young man answered absent-mindedly, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he was, he rolled up the soft sweater sleeves, revealing his white forearms: "You can check other places for me, do you want to have an MRI? Measure your blood pressure again." ?”

The old doctor reassured: "It's all right - there is no injury on the body, and there is nothing wrong with the brain, there is no need to investigate, don't worry."

"No, we need to investigate." It's not good to provoke anyone, and it's Uncle Jing's head.He wanted to settle the score with that woman: "Otherwise, you can help me write down the seriousness of the injury, and I won't be beaten without knowing it."

"Do you know who hit you?" The old doctor raised his eyebrows curiously.

"I know." Jing Sheng put back his sleeve and gritted his teeth, of course he knew.

The old man shook his head and sighed softly, and gave the junior who wrote "people are stupid and money comes quickly" written on his face a checklist.

During the waiting process, Jing Sheng was very anxious, and kept tapping on the table with his knuckles bent.

Seeing his bitterness and hatred, the old doctor asked with concern: "Did you lose anything?"

Attacking such a son-in-law is not for greed, but for profit.

"No," Jing Sheng blurted out, then changed his tone and said, "No... I lost it."

"What, it made you so angry."

Jing Sheng didn't give a specific answer, stood up, said goodbye to the old doctor, and walked out of the outpatient office.

In the corridor, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the taxi-hailing app, and found out the previous driver's order.

After finding the information and photo of the woman, Jing Sheng stared at it, as if he was about to burn a hole.

What can I lose?
Disgraceful, his handsome glowing face.

He's going to pick it up and wait.

At noon, a heavy locomotive passed through the alley.

The roar of the motor scared away the foraging birds. They chirped and jumped up to the eaves, watching the roaring diesel beast drifting away below.

The locomotive finally stopped in front of a bakery called "Sitian".

The layout of the store is extremely pink, and there are several exquisite display cakes behind the window. The fake decorations are enough to prove the extraordinary craftsmanship of the pastry chef.

Yu Zhile stepped on the foot support, took off the helmet, and shook the slightly messy hair after squeezing.

The woman's hair is black, natural black, smooth and shiny, let the sun wax and polish it.

With a long leg, Yu Zhile got out of the car and walked towards the cake shop.

Obviously, the owner is a girl with a heart full of heart, especially hanging a small bell tied with a pale pink bow inside the glass door, which will jingle when someone pushes the door.

After a few crisp sounds.

The girl behind the counter glanced over, and when she saw the person coming in, her eyes that had been slackened by boredom immediately brightened up, and she softly called out: "Zhile——"

Her voice was already sweet, and the deliberately elongated ending sounded like an extra layer of soft cream.

The girl who called her was Zhang Sitian, and her younger brother was the owner of this shop.

It is said that it is the boss, but in fact it only holds [-]% of the shares, and Zhile holds [-]% of the shares.

Because the physical store is a bit biased, Zhang Sitian found another way to do WeChat business. If you want to buy any cakes, you can just place an order directly on WeChat.

In addition, this store did not hire outsiders. Zhang Sile focused on production, and Yu Zhile was in charge of delivery.

After two years of operation, although the profit is small, it can be regarded as impressive.

Yu Zhile pursed her lips and smiled, and asked, "Do you have an order today?"

"Yes, someday I don't have an order," Zhang Sitian showed a smug smile, took small steps, ran to Yu Zhile's side, put her arms around her and asked, "Have you slept till now?"

"No." Yu Zhile didn't dislike this excessive intimacy, and let the girl hold her arm, and followed her step by step to the coat rack: "I got up early and went to the machine repair shop."

"Is there something wrong with the motorcycle?"

Yu Zhile hung the helmet on the crossbar of the coat rack: "Small problem, take care of it by the way."

"Are you ready?" Zhang Sitian turned her head and looked outside the door, the sky was in full bloom, and the pure black body was shining brightly, brand new as before.

"All right."

After replying, Yu Zhile walked towards the baking room: "Is the cake you want to send ready?"

"Well, that's right..." The girl who had been pestering her finally let go and led her inside: "A girl's mother ordered it for her tenth birthday, and I haven't packed it yet."

Yu Zhile followed. On the cooking table, there was a newly completed Chibi Maruko-themed fondant cake.

In the green grassland, several cartoon characters are laughing and playing, the colors are bright and lifelike.

The accuracy of these kneaded fondant dolls is no less than the genuine Japanese figures.

"Put it on." Yu Zhile said.

"Okay." Zhang Sitian bent down, and took out a lace-trimmed creamy-white folded gift box from the cabinet at the back, neatly stretching it out into a square shape, before Yu Zhile carefully put the cake on it, and slowly put it in push……

Just halfway through, the phone vibrated.

Yu Zhile paused, and glanced at the leather pocket.

Zhang Sitian smiled with a symmetrical pear dimple, and raised her chin to signal: "Take it."

After leaving the cake holder, Yu Zhile took out her mobile phone. On the screen, an unfamiliar number was displayed, but the source was from a local area.

Without thinking too much, Yu Zhile pressed the connect button: "Hello."

"Yu Zhile, right." The man's voice was vaguely familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but his tone was pretending to be majestic and high-spirited, like a debt collector.

"Well," the woman replied lightly, "Who are you?"

"your dad."

Amazing speech.

Yu Zhile frowned involuntarily.

Crazy?

Yu Zhile wanted to hang up the phone.

Just before she was about to cut off the call, the other person suddenly magnified the decibel and became angry: "Do you remember who I am? Are you so scared that you want to hang up the phone immediately and block it again? If you don't know if you are afraid, go and look up your name, Mr. Jing Shengjing." "He chuckled lightly, and his words were full of contempt: "I don't even look at what I am, a legal citizen like me who is drunk and has no ability to fight back wants to get away with it, don't be funny."

Oh, Yu Zhile suddenly understood that it was him.

Retarded last night.

She has been acting as a substitute driver for more than three years, and among the car owners she has met, there are not a few drunks who are sexually harassing and harassing her when they see her as a woman.

The general way to deal with them is also very simple.

Not much talk, just fight.

The effect is of course immediate.The so-called tactful handling of things is aimed at normal people, not animals.

"For the sake of you being a woman, I'll give you a chance to apologize to me and say that brother Shengjing knew I was wrong, maybe I won't care too much about you if my heart softens..."

The other side was still chattering, but Yu Zhile didn't listen to a few words at all.

She pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but in the end she hung up the phone without saying a word.

Seeing that he is still young, maybe he is still mentally immature, but she was already more polite to him last night.

Yu Zhile put the phone aside casually, and continued to focus on the packaging of the cake.

The phone vibrated again, shaking heaven and earth on the quartz countertop.

He called again in less than two seconds, which showed how desperate the other party was.

Pushing the cake completely into the cardboard box, Yu Zhile reached out, made another choice, and refused.

Zhang Sitian, who was standing across the table, was quite curious and asked, "Who is it?"

Yu Zhile lowered his eyes, and said three words lightly: "Pengci."

(End of this chapter)